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letra de fall in line - yung-rare

[intro]
you are no longer black, or brown, or yellow, or red
you are now green!
you are light green or dark green!
do you understand?
sir, yes sir!

[verse 1]
corpses, bodies in the morgue
i’m an orphan
horses, apocalyptic all black horses
red rum, paramilitary with the torches
segregate your sect n serve these n-ggas up in portions
six wills on the war drug
six shots in the pool-dub, more in the bull-pug
we gon’ feed him till he full up (yeah)
n-ggas talkin’ real hard, but they never put they tools up
[bridge]
hey, yet, i’m back again b-tch n-gga
k!lled yo hoe and k!lled yo friends b-tch n-gga
[?] war fire with that master book
n-ggas fall in line but [?]

[verse 2]
f-ck what you talkin’ bout
n-ggas don’t fall in line, they walk it out
n-ggas ain’t worth my time, we fallin’ out
n-ggas gon’ rip that nine, and have it workin’ out
chain souls are switch blades, i f-cks with that hand grenades
switch lanes get bust with that ghost in the sh-ll, leave that weapon on that bull sh-t
young king kong had them playing with that bull sh-t (okay, okay, okay, okay, okay)
so work, flip bricks, i stole sh-t
hit l!cks and hit n-ggas on that cold sh-t
f-ck a n-gga talkin’ on me, that’s old sh-t
pull up n a n-gga gon’ see, we blow sh-t

[chorus]
fall in line to the sound of the gunshots
body bag, toe tag n your gun drops (march!)
ten-hut, ten-hut
i don’t hear ya n-gga (march!)
ten-hut, ten-hut
i don’t fear a n-gga
fall in line to the sound of the gunshots
body bag, toe tag n your gun drops (march!)
ten-hut, ten-hut
i don’t hear ya n-gga (march!)
ten-hut, ten-hut
i don’t fear a n-gga
[outro]
swofford
sir, yes sir!
you the maggot whose father served in vietnam?
sir, yes sir!
outstanding! did he have the b-lls to die there?
sir, no sir
too f-cking bad! did he ever talk about it?
sir, only once, sir
good! then he wasn’t lying!

- yung rare

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